tea & risks
The goodbyes keep on coming.
On what has been and could still be.
On the stories we tell ourselves in order to live, and the ones we don't.
On taking walks and hanging up curtains 10 months too late.
On how we are never only one thing at once, and what we give up to get where we're going.
On the way things only ever change, and the fleeting belief that we even had it at all.
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